City to Trails

A city girl's journey to the trails of North Carolina


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The Plan

About a year ago I started to plan a camping trip, and not your standard car camping. I wanted to load up a pack (something I still don’t have) and camp “off the grid” for a few days. Then, I started my research. Big mistake. It scared the crap out of me! Everything I was reading reminded me of an episode of Man vs. Wild and I am far from Bear Grylls. My planning came to a complete halt. There was absolutely no way I could hack it in the woods for 3 days.

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Now, my plan has completely changed. I still want to try backpacking, but its all about baby steps.  I work for one of the major outdoor retailers in town. I am surrounded by people who have done these sorts of things hundreds of times. Many of my friends spend their off time relaxing and taking in the beautiful nature that surrounds us. Boy, am I lucky! I know that I won’t be hiking and camping alone for a long time. Actually, that will probably never happen because I am too paranoid, but I finally have people who will let me tag along and annoy them with my unrelenting questions of hows, whys and what ifs.

Challenge/plan number one- convince someone to take me on a hike.

Challenge/plan number two-keep an open mind.

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The Back Story and the Decision

Asheville, North Carolina is set in the heart of the Blue Ridge Mountains. Travel just outside of the city and an abundance of outdoor activities awaits you. Rock climbing, hiking, kayaking, camping, white water rafting, you name it and Asheville has it. So, why on earth would a city girl who has no desire to do any of those activities choose to live there?

It wasn’t really my decision to move to Asheville. Yes, I agreed to move, but I wasn’t the one to say “Hey, lets move to North Carolina”. Prior to moving here, I had never stepped foot into the state. I moved with my (now ex) significant other. It was a way to escape from Florida and at that moment in time I was desperate for a change. We sold everything we owned and moved here with no job, no place to live and a very limited plan. It all worked out in the end and now I’ve been here for almost three years, but there has consistently been one problem. I’ve never fully emerged myself in the Asheville lifestyle.

In order to call myself an “Ashevillian” I have decided that I need to act like one. I’ve got a few of them under my belt already. For instance, dancing at the Drum Circle on Friday nights. Check. Learning to hula hoop. Check. And the most important (at least in my eyes) drinking the local brews. Multiple checks. As a matter of fact, I think I’ve mastered that one! But, I’m still lacking in the outdoors department. That is all about to change.